I lost my best friend on Saturday, 7/2/22. He passed in his sleep, unexpectantly. My friend was there for me when I lost my mom. We met dating, but decided we were better off as friends and our relationship blossomed from there. We both had some shared pain related to past relationships and really leaned on each other for support. We planned to take care of each other in our golden years. I can’t get past not being there for him when he left earth. I feel like I let him down. It’s strange, but the pain feels worse than when I lost my mom. I feel so hopeless. I know it will take time, but right now it’s so dang hard. It comes in waves.
The hardest thing for me is he’s the one I would call right now to help me feel better. Every time I think “call Aaron” I remember he’s gone. I even feel selfish. I’m not the one who died, why am I complaining.
Any chance they have WiFi in Heaven? Just in case, I love you Aaron!